Date: Wed, 28 Jun 2000 21:14:59 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton
Subject: CAMPING DADS Part 4
(Incest, rimming, scat, w/s)
CAMPING DADS--Part 4
Dave sat back, shaking his head. The trio performing in
front of him was something he'd never imagined. A group from a
dirty story, maybe, but certainly not in real life. Yet, here
they were. And two of the participants had sucked on his
asshole, one had blown him, he'd jacked one off, and sucked off
the other one! He had a huge boner at the moment, and wondered
desperately if his own descent into this mindboggling lust was
imminent. Probably not, but he sure liked Billy's cream! Oh,
well, aren't all teenagers supposed to be delectable? Then he
remembered. He got cheated! How could he forget? He'd sucked
...oh, that's right. It was Slick's cock he had to suck to fuck
Billy.
Slick pushed Billy away, ready to plug his dad.
"Hey, hold on a minute," Dave complained, getting next to
them. "I don't wanna sit back watching, I wanna fuck too! You
said I could fuck Billy if I...licked your prick. So lemme lick
it already!"
Billy looked up at Dave and blushed! Billy--who'd just
pulled his tongue out of his father's asshole--blushed at the
man's desire to screw his cock into his horny ass. Go figure!
"Hunh? Oh, right. OK. Quick, I wanna fuck! Mmmm, yeah. Stick
this chunk in your mouth, straight man. That's it, lick that
fuckin' pecker! Man, if you're not a natural cocksucker, you
sure wanna climb up that boy's ass bad enough! Alright, move
aside. I'm gonna fuck his dad. Let him screw you, Billy, but
stay close. Remember, you gotta lick my prick clean after I
pull it out of your dad's stinky twat!"
With one urgent thrust, Slick shoved deeply into Phil's
virgin hole! Phil gasped, then felt the pain, then felt the
heat of the boy as he forced his legs back and nearly came down
onto him. He could smell the kid's hot, sultry breath...felt
desperately that he wanted to kiss him!...and the pain turned
into a magnificent feeling of having his whole being stuffed
with a huge, hot-blooded, throbbing hunk of living beef!
Maybe just because it was Phil's first time, maybe not. But
the way Slick had reached his hands under and used them to
spread his asshole apart even more...the way he was grinding
his prick up his rectum in slow, rhythmic movements...or the
way Slick had begun to elicit soft, sensuously lewd little
grunts and groans that could only be interpreted as sexual
...they all combined to turn Phil into a virgin fuck maniac! He
instantly acknowledged Slick to be a master-fucker! Okay, so
the kid was probably acting on instinct alone. But that
instinct definitely made his outward sex appeal genuine. The
kid was a definite fuck machine, and Phil totally understood
Billy at that moment. Somehow Billy knew that never again in
his lifetime would he ever come across a person that could push
his magic button with such expertise!
"Better let me lick it, Dave," Billy suggested, none too
reluctant. "I'm still kinda tight and it always hurts at
first."
"Um, gee, Billy," Dave was at that worrisome point, "l-let
me just spit on it. I'll come in your mouth if you even lick
it. That's how hot I am."
"Well, push some spit up my hole, then, Dave. I need
something."
Dave was going nuts. All the pussy in all the towns in all
the...hell, even his wife. He'd never been so anxious to fuck a
hole as he was now, rubbing his finger over Billy's pliant
anus, and pushing a bit inside as the boy clipped it tightly.
The other two were quite busy. Slick was grunting, Phil was
actually cooing, Dave thought. What the hell. He leaned across
Billy's back and softly whispered into his ear. "I'll do it,
but please don't ever tell anyone!" Billy didn't even know what
he meant, until he felt the man's tongue licking his asshole!
It greatly excited Billy, knowing the man was down there
pushing his tongue up his hole because he wanted to fuck him so
badly. He already had a full boner from licking his dad's ass,
but now it began to throb and bounce around as Dave rimmed him.
It all made his anus relax and spread apart. Dave noticed this,
but kept on licking...probably just to make sure. Besides, Dave
thought philosophically, Billy'd sure rimmed the hell out of
him, hadn't he?
Dave sucked and licked at the boy's ass, unaccountably
finding the perversion extremely erotic and incredibly
fascinating. After one last deep stab up the teenager's fetid
back door, he knelt up quickly, suddenly afraid that just
rimming the boy was going to make his cock pop. He took a deep
breath and tried to settle down, and just kinda smeared his fat
knob over the precious, wet anus.
But he'd done the dirty deed, and it'd made Billy ravenous.
The kid suddenly jammed his ass back, taking every scrap of
Dave's long cock fully up his rectum! It was all Dave could do
to keep from coming. He'd always had good control, and he used
every bit of it at that moment. He luxuriated in the warmth of
Billy's pulsating anal sheath, deciding that most guys didn't
fuck boys because it would be over much too soon. A sloppy
pussy let a guy carry on for a while, but a boy's tight
bunghole was simply too delicious to withstand. And besides
that, he mused wickedly, they fuckin' taste good! Maybe he
liked women better, he thought, but the next time he fucked he
was gonna lick her ass instead of her twat!
"Gotta...fuckin' hole...as tight as your kid's!" Slick
muttered. "Yeah, slam that ass up to me, baby! Jeez, you're a
great fuck!" Phil moaned deliciously. "Love my big horsecock up
your ass, doncha?"
"Aw, shit, fuck me once in a while, willya Slick?" Phil
pleaded.
"Unnhhmmm. Bang the boy, bang the daddy! Why not? By the
sounds Billy's making, I'd say he'd like other straight boys'
cocks up his chute on occasion, too. Yeah, four of us can get
together. I wanna see you fuck your kid. I'll fuck straight guy
and Billy can lick my prick from his hole. Then we'll all
switch around. Billy can fuck you. Dave, well, maybe he can
fuck me. Whatever...we'll do it all! Now toss that can up to
me, man, I'm ready to start some REAL FUCKING!"
There was some REAL FUCKING going on. As seemed to be the
case on this particular day, again father and son were the
objects of desire. They'd rimmed together, got sucked off
together, now they were being fucked together. Billy was
breathing loudly and rapidly as he fairly pistoned his ass
back, actually doing the fucking...fucking himself on Dave's
fevered cock. Dave held still, building up to an incredible
intensity that was soon to blow his cockhead apart!
Phil was completely lost in this unknown ecstasy. He ran his
hands up and down Slick's sweaty back, feeling his tight
muscles, and even held his face and ran his finger through his
luxurious hair. He dug his heels into Slick's wet, smooth
buttocks, urging the bastard to rip his asshole apart with his
huge prick! When Slick exploded, Phil also splattered Slick's
belly with bolts of hot jizz, and tried to reach his face up to
kiss the guy's lips. Slick was shooting tremendously, and had
his eyes closed. But at the first foreign contact with Phil's
lips, he merely tossed his head back and continued to drive
into him. He wasn't upset, he was even amused. He knew that it
meant he was driving the man wild and giving him the BEST
FUCK OF HIS LIFE! Hell, of course he wanted to kiss him.
Who wouldn't? Slick was a fuck god. They all tried to kiss him!
Billy didn't have to touch his cock. Rivers of sperm flowed
from his cockhole as Dave battered his prostate and flooded his
rectum! He stretched his face forward, kissing Slick's butt-
cheeks now that he'd slowed his frantic fucking movements.
Smiling, Slick looked to his side and rustled Billy's hair.
"Open your mouth, baby, Daddy's ass is coming in!" He spread
Phil's gaping hole apart, hoping to keep as much grime on his
cock as possible to put into Billy's mouth. He slipped it out.
It wasn't shitty...oh, a few streaks here and there...but it
was wet and sticky and thoroughly coated with Slick's tangy
sperm. He twisted his hips and presented the still-hard reeking
cock to his slave's mouth. Billy still had Dave's prick up his
ass. He reached back to keep the man from pulling out. Then he
played doggie, like the little teaseboy he was. Slick smiled.
Billy sniffed all around the cock, making it obvious that he
liked what he smelled. Did he remember where it came from? Had
he done this before? The only thing for sure was that the boy
was going to gobble that dirty pecker, and it was only a matter
of seconds before he stopped teasing them both. Many seconds,
as it turned out. They both enjoyed the game...even Phil and
Dave were intrigued. Billy sniffed the cock this side and
that...on top and underneath...before he began to slowly lick
off the remants of his daddy's virgin fuck! He made no bones
about the fact that he was loving it. He commented on the
smell, the taste, declaring both to be utterly fantastic and
something he could well enjoy licking forever!
Billy was a suckboy. Billy was a suckassboy. Billy licked
dirty toes and ate out his daddy's shithole. Billy'd drink
anybody's cum that Slick told him to, and now Billy was going
to drink Slick's piss! It wasn't planned. After Billy'd cleaned
the cock real good, Slick said he had to go take a piss.
"No, no. Do it here, do it my mouth! But...only if you want
to, Slick. I don't want it, but if you hafta go, why not use
me?"
"Sure, why not? Get you prepared for bigger things I have in
mind!"
Billy gulped. "Y-you mean...?"
"Sure, why not? You wouldn't mind doing that for me, would
you, baby? It's something I'd like to see. You'll do it if I
tell ya to, right?"
Billy got a little gleam in his eye for a second that only
Dave caught. "That's really filthy and disgusting, Slick. I
can't believe you wanna...use my mouth...just like a toilet!!"
"What's the big deal? You want my piss, don't you?"
"Of course not, but you know you can piss on me, or piss in
me, any time you want. You're my master, Slick. And...if you
really need to do that...that other dirty thing...don't expect
me to enjoy it!"
"Since when did I ever worry about you enjoying it? Here,
there's still a little bit of slop on my balls. Clean it off!"
"Are you...going to...?" Dave directed to Slick.
"Mmm, maybe. Probably. Yeah, sure. When I'm good and ready.
I ain't gonna let him urge me on til I'm ready. Always wanted
to take a shit in some guy's mouth. Gotta get a video camera
first."
"You're sick!" Dave cried.
"Maybe. What's it to you, buttbreath?" he asked, casually.
Slick was totally immune to insults. He'd simply pass them
right back.
"You...you can't do that to my son, Slick. Have some
compassion! Are you really such an uncaring filthdog?"
"You know, Mr Daddy, you really oughta think that one over.
Now I'm not making any kind of suggestion or accusation, but
try to remember back about an hour when you were literally
suctioning the very being from my warm, open, carelessly-
wrinkled anus. If a little tube of doodoo had come down the
pike at that moment, do you seriously expect us to believe that
you would have pulled your hungry mouth away? We think not. And
eventually I'm going to prove that this sexy stud here...the
one that caters to my every wish...would just as soon suck my
turd as you would! I might even give you the chance later on."
"Billy?" Phil tried one last, desperate attempt at sanity.
"Dad?" Billy stared right back. "He's right. If Slick wants
me to lick his turd, I'm gonna do it. If Slick had taken a shit
while you were eating out his ass, you would've licked it!
Right?"
"Damn!" He lowered his head. "This is outrageous!" He lifted
his head back up and looked around at everyone. "Yep! I'da
licked that fucker sure as I'm sitting here. I can't explain
it, but I wanna get the hell back to the tent before you decide
to do it!"
"Hold on, buttdrip. Sure you don't want some of this?" He
was flopping his dick over Billy's distended lip. "Kid's
thirsty for some of my hot piss. You must be parched too, hunh?
Oh, looky. There's a little bit of your shit clogging my hole.
It's gonna shoot right into Billy's mouth as soon as I let
loose. Which is just about now!" A powerful blast of steamy
urine filled Billy's mouth. The boy gulped over and over, but
still it ran down his chin. Slick pinched his dick and looked
over at Phil. "Last chance!"
Phil shrugged. "Oh, hell. Gimme a taste!" He knelt down and
let Slick put his cock in his mouth.
"Yeah, watch this, Billy. Daddy's gonna drink my piss,
too!" He released it, sending a salty torrent down his throat.
Dave saw that same look in Phil's eyes as he'd seen in Billy's.
Phil swallowed it, and the one after, then moved his head away.
Slick quickly turned aside and squirted the last of it over
Billy's face! He shook the last drops off. "Okay, kid. Go jump
in the lake. You smell like a urinal!"
Phil and Dave went back to camp to fix a meal.
"You haven't said much, Phil."
"Guess I'm rather embarrassed." He stoked the fire.
"What the hell for?"
"The way I acted...what else?"
"Aw, listen. You just got caught up in Billy's program.
Sympathy."
Phil stared at him with a forlorn look. "You don't believe
that for a second. Not after what I did...and admitted I'd do!"
"So you drank a little piss. I'm sure you didn't mean that
other."
"You know I did. I said it after I'd come, didn't I? I don't
know what it is...he's just so..."
"Intimidating?"
"Definitely that!"
"A filthy-minded prick that oozes sex and makes you want to
obey?"
"That's it. You see it too?"
"Of course I can see it. Hell, he got me to suck down a load
and lick Billy's ass, didn't he?"
"I didn't know you did that!"
"Yeah, got me so turned on to fuck his butt, I rimmed it
first!" he laughed self-consciously. "You know, actually I
kinda envy the punk. It'd be neat to have that kind of power
over guys. Just order a guy to suck your prick and eat your ass
...regardless of what dirty condition they're in. Damn, that's
power! If I'd had that power when I was young I probably would
have turned queer myself. You and Billy are just susceptible to
that, I guess. You dig being dominated sexually, and he's just
the guy that can put you in line." He grinned, smacking his
lips.
"Well, it wouldn't be right to continue with him after I get
home. But..." he reached over and groped Dave's crotch, "we can
play slave and master til then if you want!"
"Anything? I might turn just as dirty as Slick. After all,
you'd already suggested watching me, uh, take a dump."
"You remember that, hunh? I thought I was kidding at the
time, but...now I'm not so sure. Hey, here they come."
The four of them sat around the campfire eating and talking.
The talk was strained at first...Slick actually being the
quietest. Billy catered to him, fixing his plate and cuddling
next to him. The punk took it as his due.
"I've met your dad," Phil said, catching Slick's jerk of the
head. "He seemed like a...or is he still off limits for
discussion?"
"Naw, guess it don't matter. He's alright for a cocksucker."
"What about your mother? I think I've seen her a couple of
times."
"Dead. That's his girlfriend you probably saw."
"Oh, so your dad is straight then?"
"He fucks cunt, if that's what you mean. He also blows me if
I wave my prick in his face. Or lick my ass if I bend over.
Emyline gets a kick out of watching him."
"Gawd, she knows about it?!" Dave gasped.
"Knows about it? Hell, she loves my prick as much as he
does! Ol' Daddy was suckin' my poophole out by the pool one day
when she comes round the back. Instead of screaming like a
banchee, she stands there and starts stripping. He don't see
her cause he's got his head up my ass...but I do. I lick my
lips and she comes over and feeds me her tit. By the time he
comes up for air, I got my face down there eatin' her juicy
snatch! He's embarrassed at being caught, but I turn over and
tell him to shut up and blow me while she sits on my face. She
holds my prick up--tellin' him to go ahead, she digs this
action. Now they both blow me, and sometimes I throw her a hot
fuck. Pissed up her cunt once, and the old man drank it back
out!"
"Damn!" Phil gasped. "This trip has been kind of a weird
free-for-all, but to imagine that goes on regularly in your
house...wow!"
"Hey, get this straight, Phil baby," Slick pointed at him.
"This wasn't a free-for-all. I called all the shots...remember
that. I always call the shots."
"That's okay by us, Slick," Billy cooed, cuddling up.
"Say, that cute friend of yours...what's his name, Tommy?"
"Uh, y-yeah," Billy answered, hearing Dave gulp.
"He suck cock, too?"
"Um...I suck him sometimes...just once in a while."
"Figured that, but it's not what I asked you."
"Gee, Slick. Dave is Tommy's dad."
"Oh. Interesting. So does he?"
"Don't make me answer, Slick. I can't lie to you."
Dave let out a groan. He knew what that meant. Slick
grinned.
"Well, straight guy. Sounds like there's some things you
might like to know. Seein' as how you liked suckin' and fucking
Billy so much. Ever thought about doin' it with your own kid?"
"Of course not!" Dave cried. "And I have no intentions of
doing so! If Tommy ever did it, I'm sure he was just experi-
menting, right Billy?"
"Uh, yeah, that's it. He's done it, but it was just messin'
around."
"Sure, you wouldn't kid me, would you, Billy boy? Just a kid
that takes pricks in the mouth but doesn't like it, right?"
"I guess. I mean, every time he does it he never says he
actually likes it." Realizing what he'd said, he looked at Dave
apologetically.
Slick laughed. "Suppose your heart's broken now, hunh,
straight guy? Finding out your kid likes dick as much as you
do?"
"My name's Dave, you little weasel. Quit callin' me that!"
Dave said in a burst of anger. "I coulda gone all day without
finding that out."
"Sorry, Dave," Phil patted his knee.
"What're you sorry about, chump?" Slick asked. "Best thing
ever happened to you was finding out Billy was queer. You think
your buddy ain't just a little glad inside? Think he ain't
imagining stuff right now? Like the way things are in my house
might happen at his?"
"NEVER!" Dave cried.
"Anyway..." Slick returned to Billy. "Think he might want to
blow me?"
"I'm warning you," Dave gasped, "keep him out of this!"
"Don't threaten me...Daaaave. Unless you want the kid to
know how you sucked off his best friend and fucked his ass! And
if that don't bother him, maybe he'd like to know how you
licked it first!"
"He wouldn't even believe it," Dave huffed.
"He would if Billy told him." Slick grinned. "Billy doesn't
lie."
"Just how far do you intend to take this blackmail?" Phil
interjected. "You're pushing too much with this."
"Umm, just til I see his pecker in his Dad's mouth," he
laughed.
"Why don't we jump this creep, strangle him right here, and
throw his body into the lake?" Dave suggested.
"NO!" Billy cried. But Slick grinned and patted his head
calmly.
"Can't," Phil sighed. "Billy loves him too much. But it's
tempting!"
"Thanks, but you're hung up on his prick as much as Billy,"
Dave sighed.
"You would be, too," Slick said, "if you had the balls to
try it again. Okay, okay, maybe we'll leave your kid out of
it."
"Out of what?" Phil asked.
"I'm not sure yet. Maybe a little barbecue over at my house.
We'll pull my Dad's pants down and all fuck him! Use him for
blowjobs! Dave can fuck his girlfriend."
"I'm a married man!"
"Didn't stop you with those two!" Slick accused.
Phil and Billy had a talk after they got home. It was
inevitable, but both started out more than a little
embarrassed.
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